21 June, 2010

Life, with Macadamia and Pecan, has never been anything short of crazy. I mean the - "driving the parents crazy" kind. Of late, however, the ante has definitely been upped. They are at each others' throats constantly, all the time. It's not as if they need a good reason to argue or get into a tiff. They just do !! Simply because - well, they just do !! They've agreed to disagree on just about anything and everything. What I've penned below is what one witnesses in the Krishnans' household just about any morning or should I say, every morning !!!

Aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, screamed one

In the early hours of the morning, it seemed so brazen

Ooiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii screamed the other

Loud enough to wake even the neighbour

Now you know why our entire apartment block

Has absolutely no need for an alarm clock

We do take environmental issues seriously

And early in the morning, produce a very loud vocal medley.

Now if you’re wondering what this is all about

“tis nothing else but Macadamia and Pecan, showing their clout

‘Cos you see, they love to bicker and fallout

“Tis nothing but sibling love – total and devout

They scream, they yell and they screech

While “God, please save me”, I beseech

What a way to start the day

These noisy mornings, I so have to essay

Macadamia and Pecan loll around in bed

Sounds peaceful ?, Oh ! please don’t be misled

The peace suddenly registers in both their brains

And for a fight, their energies they regain

For, the Nutty Sibs believe in the theory that

The day is absolutely not meant to be begun in peace

At the break of dawn, peace should totally cease

They rush towards the bathroom in a frenzy

Yelling at each other like a couple of banshees

“I got here first” says Macadamia with a glare

Oh ! That look ! She’s looking for open warfare

“I went in first” says Pecan, with daggers in his eyes

Macadamia stares and from her eyes, the sparks fly

Through all this, I maintain a rather safe distance

Hoping to God they wouldn’t notice my absence

“Mummmeeeeeeeeeee” yells Macadamia, her voice dripping ire

“Oh No” “Oh No” I say in dismay, not wanting to get into the mire

“Mummmmeeeeeeeee” comes the yell and this time it’s Pecan

“She barking at me like a dog” he says, all woebegone

“I’m SO NOT” yells Macadamia, with looks that could kill

A rather nonplussed spectator to all this is Timmy the Turtle

Pecan demands “Why do you need the footstool ?”

Macadamia responds “simply because it is cool”

Says Pecan “I need that footstool to reach the washbasin while you don’t”

Macadamia says “I know that but get off the footstool, I SO won’t”

A tussle ensues and of course there’s pushing

I step in to break up the brawl and the nutty sibs are left seething

“No getting physical with each other” is one strict rule

It does not matter if the nutty sibs think that rule is so uncool !

A fight brewing inside them, they look around in haste

Their eyes’ look around, searching for the toothpaste

Yes ! That’s where the next fight is based

“I got it first” yells Pecan, all defiant

Eyes narrowed, nostrils flared, Macadamia is all set to hunt

“Breathe Breathe” I tell myself, assuring that things can’t get any worse

“Why do they do this ?” a part of me asks, “for, it all seems so perverse”

I do remember to Thank the Good Lord

For Macadamia and Pecan cannot afford

To scream and yell at each other in distaste

With their mouths full of toothpaste !!!!

In the meanwhile, Mommy’s escaped

seriously thinking that their mouths ought to be taped !!!!!!!!!!

While Mommy gets their cups of milk ready

The Nutty Sibs are found staring at each other cagily.

Pecan says “I’m taking this chair”

Macadamia retorts “Hey ! That’s SO not fair”

Phew ! Just as one argument ended, another one begins

Exactly what have we here ? A couple of loony bins ??!!

Yells Macadamia “Don’t you kick me under the table”

Says Pecan “I did NOT ! his tone decidedly nasal.

“Stop talking and drink your milk” says Macadamia, all sassy

“You are NOT my boss” retorts Pecan, “so stop being bossy” !

Peace temporarily reigns, as their milk they glug

While Mommy seriously considers getting a pair of earplugs

Mommy’s just beginning to think that they’re done for the morning

When, there comes a loud loud scream, without any warning

Dropping vessels in a haste, to the bedroom we rush

Only to find Macadamia, hands on her hips, face all flushed

Eyes glare, rage spews and Macadamia hisses

“Why are you always like this ? asks Pecan, as Mommy visibly flinches

“You keep out of this” roars Macadamia, her ire evident

And Pecan, having found a way to irritate her, is anything but prudent

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Gauri that was just too funny and reminded me of how it used to be when my kids were home.It is so quiet now that they are away and wish for that noise even though there was so much bickering and now they are best friends.

About Me

I don many hats - a daughter, a wife, a mom to two (and still sane, by the way) and a full time teacher, to mention a few.
Writing has always been one of my passions and continues to be my mode of expressing my feelings, thoughts in my personal space.
This blog was essentially started, way back in 2006, to pen down the little tidbits,memoirs of The Nutty Siblings - Macadamia and Pecan's childhood.
Now, with the kids having grown up, the blog has indeed become a space where I pen down my thoughts as and when they demand to be penned down.
I love satire in all its aspects and of late, have embarked on a satirical journey on this blog, with regard with TamBrahm weddings. Many parts have already been penned and there are many more to come.
As life’s train chugs along, bringing along with it our share of the good’s, the bad’s and the in-between’s, as the kids grow up and we grow older, the little chronicles on Tiny Tidbits will hopefully continue to serve as those little windows , a little time machine that takes us on a humorous, engrossing trip, back in time.